How do you make a living, crawling crumbling stairs?
You have some beautiful legs, but the stairs they just don't care.
And how you miss your mother, and the way she's almost there
I know about the shame from the cyclones that she bares.
In this bed of weeds grow tall and die with seeds.
Lonely miss aero plane is dropping parts all over the place
But I still feel you in my clothes, in the cotton it's that close
And of all the floors to stand on, don't stand on this one here
It cracked when all the wealth came back and claimed its share
You've cursed the men who built it
You've stomped it straight to tears
I don't think you're built just like it but beware
How do you make a living on musical chairs?
You love those pretty songs, but the chairs they just don't care
In this bed of weeds grow small and die with ease
Lonely miss aero plane has disappeared been kissed insane,
But I still feel you in my throat, when I swallow it's that close
You have some beautiful legs, but the stairs they just don't care.
And how you miss your mother, and the way she's almost there
I know about the shame from the cyclones that she bares.
In this bed of weeds grow tall and die with seeds.
Lonely miss aero plane is dropping parts all over the place
But I still feel you in my clothes, in the cotton it's that close
And of all the floors to stand on, don't stand on this one here
It cracked when all the wealth came back and claimed its share
You've cursed the men who built it
You've stomped it straight to tears
I don't think you're built just like it but beware
How do you make a living on musical chairs?
You love those pretty songs, but the chairs they just don't care
In this bed of weeds grow small and die with ease
Lonely miss aero plane has disappeared been kissed insane,
But I still feel you in my throat, when I swallow it's that close